Dawn breaks through cloudsand the city below ripples in sunlight.Amidst the tangleof breaths and rasp ofdebris…
My friend Hiroki fell in love with a girl who painted.
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She was back in a city where she thought she’d never return. It had been twelve years…
“The pursuant search for better;
As he walked away, her surroundings blurred. She focused on him, a silhouette fading in the dark. Silence swamped…
A Ballad for the Lovelorn — Poem a Day for National Poetry Month
